The Adventures of Plow

Part I – Plow’s New Home He was squiggly and fat with dark round eyes. The auctioneer held him up, but no ayes! HE MUST HAVE BEEN ABLE TO READ MY MIND. Five dollars, do I hear $10? …. A real find! “He won’t get much bigger than he is now.” My ticker was beating faster and how! I held up my card; my heart did a jig. Before I knew it, I had bought the pig. Ruth had a cage; so we brought the boy home. He was so much fun and he loved to roam. Each morning, Plow would follow me around. Rooting under bushes where snacks were found. Plow worked in the garden everyday. But then one day, the boy ran away. Part II – Plow’s First Adventure My heart was sunken and my fear took flight. He was growing bigger, a yummy sight. Suppose he had wondered deep in the woods. Or worse yet, plundering the neighborhoods. I loved that pig and his little pig snout. Apple in my hand; Plow would take it out. Sometimes the dog would race him for the find. The pig and the dog seemed to share one mind. What would Ginger do without her pig friend? After three days gone, would our sad hearts mend? He had grown so fat, safer if thinner. I prayed to God he would not be dinner. Riding to town down the winding dirt road, We saw Plow confined; good fortune bestowed. Part III - Courting the Sow Down the way, there lived a pretty pink sow. She must have been shocked when she first saw Plow. He was eighteen inches long, not at all tall. Yet, there he was flirting her in her stall. The sow was huge, ready for the slaughter. My piglet had roamed and become a squatter. The landowner said his sow was in heat. And there stood Plow with his head at her feet. High ambitions for a pot-bellied pig, He went half a mile for his courtship gig. Running through the woods, he wanted to stay. But we caught him and took him home that day. We had to build him a special pigpen. His days of free roaming came to an end. November 13, 2014 P.S. Thanks for the Contest! I've finally started my book, today. This is a true story...and there is much more to come. Big Smiles.